I have no car, so took a bus to go shopping. I bought two pillows. It is our 61st wedding anniversary.
I wanted one big bag to carry on the bus. Got the run around. She said she couldn’t give me a big bag. I paid for pillows. One man gave me a smaller bag. That didn’t cover the pillows. Woman kept saying she couldn’t give me a bag. Why so hard? Surely there’s a bag somewhere.
I asked for the manager, a no show.
We old people need help. Our money is the same colour. We need respect. Maybe we need store for old people. Yes!